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Welcome ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ”ž

Follows from @follow-fatguarddog (inactive old main but I gotta keep it to keep this blog)

Hey, Iโ€™m Hutch, 29/UK/M, icon by @droolfang

I am not a gainer, as in I have no gaining goals. Iโ€™m a chubby alt male feeder/feedee who does stuffings sometimes and if I happen to gain, I happen to gain. I just enjoy food and being treated like a dog, if you want to sponsor a stuffing you can always donate to my Ko-fi โค๏ธ

This is my space to explore my kinks, mainly weight gain stuff and slightly more aggressive pet play
Iโ€™m trans, only use he/him pronouns and prefer terms like dick/cock and tits when referring to my body. Iโ€™ve had top surgery but enjoy fantasising about growing tits/moobs
I like people of all genders, but do lean t4t โค๏ธ

I love hearing other peopleโ€™s fantasies/ideas so ask is always open! You should probably scroll down a bit and read my Hard Nos first before sending one though (please no more slob-leaning asks) โค๏ธ

DMs are open, but please only message if youโ€™re 23+
I offer custom audio commissions, find out more HERE
I have a Ko-fi HERE if you ever wanna throw a dog a bone or treat me into something in particular ๐Ÿฆด

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My Kinks

Iโ€™ll be tagging my posts in case you want to search for or block something in particular - original stuff will still be โ€˜hutch posts,โ€™ but here you can also find 'hutch photosโ€™ for pics of me and 'hutch audiosโ€™ for little fat fantasy recordings
Also to reiterate that whilst this is a weight gain-centric blog, Iโ€™m not in a position to actually gain weight nor am I a gainer, I just like fantasising about a world where I could be a lazy fat dog. Please donโ€™t send me asks about tips for gaining weight because Iโ€™m afraid I canโ€™t help you, I have always been roughly this fat and have no experience with consistent gaining

๐Ÿพ Fuck yes: feedism, weight gain (magical, slow, rapid, forced, etc.), ass/belly/breast expansion, general belly kink, monsterfucking, bondage, praise kink, intox kink (alcohol and weed), biting, pet play (think of me as a rough but loyal dog or a maybe pig boy)

๐Ÿพ Yes Please: breeding, cnc, some degradation, corruption kink, primal urges, hucow/lactation, inflation (favs are pumpkin, honey, berry and milk), plushification, force masc and force femme (not in a detransition way, just like how a cis guy would be into it)

๐Ÿšซย Hard Nos:ย detransition kink, slob stuff, death feedism, popping/bursting with stuffing, hard eggs in ovi/egg preg, gore, piss/scat, ddlg type stuff, incest, birth, feet, immobility in weight gain scenarios (Iโ€™m ok with it in more fantasy-based tf scenarios though, e.g. pumpkin inflation/transformation)

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Taken anon emojis/sign offs: ๐Ÿชž, ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿ’“, ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿˆ, ๐Ÿถโค๏ธ, ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿค, storm anon, ๐Ÿ˜ป, ๐ŸŽƒ, ๐Ÿ’‹, ๐Ÿณ, ๐Ÿ•น๏ธ, ghost anon, ๐ŸŽƒโ˜•, ๐ŸŽƒ๐Ÿฆฃ, ๐Ÿฅ›, ๐Ÿฅ“๐Ÿป, ๐Ÿ‰, ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿถ, ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฆ, ๐Ÿท ๐Ÿค“, ๐Ÿ’œ, ๐ŸงŠ๐Ÿบ, ๐ŸŽค, ๐Ÿบ, ๐Ÿ’ฃ๐Ÿ’ฅ, ๐ŸŠ, โšก๏ธ, ๐Ÿ‡, ๐Ÿ”ต, ๐Ÿ—, ๐ŸŽ€, seal anon, doughnon, ๐Ÿฐ, ๐ŸฆŒ, ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿฑ, ๐Ÿฅจ, dogboy, ๐Ÿ, โš•๏ธ, sleepy cowboy, ๐Ÿ“ผ, ๐Ÿฆ‡, ๐Ÿฆ•, โ˜ข๏ธ, ๐Ÿ„, ๐Ÿท๐Ÿถ, ๐Ÿš™, ๐ŸŒ€, eldritch weight gain anon, โ™‰๏ธ, fatkitty, โ˜•, ๐Ÿคด, ๐Ÿก, ๐ŸŒ•, t4t ๐Ÿป anon, ๐ŸŒฟโœจ
Emojis/sign offs help me know who Iโ€™m talking to if youโ€™ve sent asks before, so feel free to add them!
If you want to interact with me, please donโ€™t call me a puppy! Just dog/big dog/fat dog is fine, but puppy doesnโ€™t do it for me in referring to myself

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BLOCK LIST

  • Under 18s or no age in your bios, youโ€™re not welcome here
  • Same if youโ€™re over 50, no disrespect itโ€™s just not comfortable for me
  • Misgendering and thinspo blogs, no thanks
  • Literally anyone who makes me uncomfortable at my discretion

Feedism jars filled out under the cut if you wanna know more

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underrated part of intox is how great it is to get drunk together. here we both are, pounding beers, slapping our tummies, burping way too loud, and bumping into shit falling over, but we’re having so much fun. sloppy kisses, uninhibited exploration, no thinking just vibes the best vibes. we should get fucking wasted together more often

Thinking of a cursed collar

Maybe you order off some shady websites in a horny, drunken haze one night and find yourself surprised to find a package at your door. Inside, there's only a simple collar. There is no note or information from the seller.

The package does have your name on it though, and the collar is your size. With no further thought, you put on the collar and go about your day.

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Anonymous asked:

"Men are pigs"

You hear at the booth behind you. Before you can turn around, the waiter arrives with your food. You listen to the table as you eat. A breakup had happened recently and the booth had settled on that one truth: men are PIGS.


You eat while you listen, a bite as they describe how men act like pigs and start looking like pigs after long enough. You are too busy picturing it that you haven't noticed that every mention of pig, you seem to swell out and soften. Your belly pressing out until it touches the table so you try to scooch back in your seat, but you don't get far with your swelling ass.

Those pigs have no manners. As long as food makes it into their stomaches, they dont care how. You stop using your utensils and only use your hands. You belly starting to peek out from under your sweater and you pants feel tight.

Pigs have no self control. Food disappears into your mouth faster as you keep your face as close to your food as possible. Your arms and legs looks like sausage rolls in your too small clothes and you belly is now trapping you in your booth so you can't even get up if you wanted to.

And the bigger those pigs get, the dumber they seem to be. Dumb PIGS. You hear the button on your pants finally give out and tears form in your clothes. The world looks duller to you except the food as a fog sets over your thoughts. You give into your instinct and keep eating.

And what's worse? Pigs never change. They'll always be pigs and become bigger pigs. That's their fate and there's no changing it. If you had any hope of getting out of your booth before, you no longer have the presence of mind, will, or physical strength to dislodge yourself from your seat. You can't help but feel like something important to you got swallowed up while you ate. Like things should be different but the more you listened, the less you cared. Those at the next booth were speaking the truth anyways. You are a pig and can't stop being one.

You have to ask the wait staff to help you get out of your booth. While everyone struggled to pull your fat frame free, the next booth walked by as they left. You were almost free as you heard them whisper, "what a pig." It was another 15 minutes until you were able to waddle out of the restaurant.

I lived every second of this while reading it 🤤

Thank you for this amazingly written short story! ❤️❤️

So much truth in it too 🐷

A belly can be a "slut waist" too. If you're not a fearful little freak

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Donโ€™t even comment on my shit ever again. You and I will never be the same. You cannot even hope to comprehend the levels of belly I find sexy

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